Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mozambique and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Pussy Galore to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Flag,
Aaron Thompson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
PIL,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sonic Youth,
E-Dancer,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moss Icon,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Surgeon,
B.T. Express,
John Holt,
Pagans,
Yaz,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marine Girls,
Lindisfarne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Morten Harket,
Shoche,
Glenn Branca,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
Soft Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skaos,
Ronan,
Josef K,
Sandy B,
Rod Modell,
Charles Mingus,
Janne Schatter,
T. Rex,
Quantec,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Sneak,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flipper,
Babytalk,
Throbbing Gristle,
R.M.O.,
New Order,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare,
the Association,
Eric B and Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.